really let Ye Feng guess correctly.

Now Montov and them are really in a situation where they have money and nowhere to spend it.

Because it is about that secret technology, you can't seek help from all kinds of overt forces.

The only way to find a helper is to reinforce from Kgmo or offer a bounty on the dark web.

Neither option is realistic, as the snake can escape at any turn.

By the time reinforcements or invited people came, the viper would have slipped away.

Therefore, Ye Feng, who they met by chance, this Dahua cultivator, was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

However, his asking price was too high, nine million dollars, it was just a money grab.

Seeing Ye Feng and Yao Yuan walking away, Montov and Sharapova were in a hurry.

"Montov, we can't let them go, they know so many secrets about us, they can only kill them or cooperate with them." Sharapova said anxiously.

"Are you sure you're going to kill them?" Montov asked with a lot of headaches.

Sharapova shook her head and said, "If he is really a cultivator, the two of us will be sent to death if we go up." It seems that I can only accept Mr. Ye's conditions and cooperate with him. ”

"Sharapova, that's nine million dollars, I can't call the shots." Montov spread his hands and said helplessly.

"That technology is priceless, and if it falls into the hands of Dahua or any other country, it will cause incalculable losses to our North Russia. By comparison, $9 million is nothing. I think we should ask our superiors for instructions, and they will definitely not be stingy with the nine million dollars. Sharapova said.

Sharapova's words finally made Montov have a decision, looked at Ye Feng, who had already walked to the exit of the alley, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Ye, wait a minute!" ”

Hearing this voice, Ye Feng knew that he had guessed correctly, that technology was priceless, and it cost 10 million US dollars, although the lion opened his mouth, the other party was likely to agree.

He turned around and said with a smile: "What, Montov, you agreed to my conditions?" ”

Montov looked at Ye Feng with a smile on his face, feeling that he was like a treacherous fox, and said stubbornly: "Mr. Ye, the amount is too huge, I have to ask my superiors for instructions." ”

"Okay, give you ten minutes." Ye Feng nodded, leaned against the wall and said.

Montov immediately took out his communication equipment and contacted his superiors.

He wore a headset and reported the matter in detail here, waiting for the ruling of his superiors.

A few minutes later, he came to Ye Feng's side and said, "Mr. Ye, I have been instructed by my superiors that before we cooperate, you must first show your skills and show your strength as a cultivator. ”

"Oh, how?" Ye Feng asked.

"Me and Sharapova are besieging you, and if you can not fall behind, then you will complete our test." Montov said.

"In that case, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Ye Feng smiled, suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed a leaf that fell from his eyes.

Rumble!

Ye Feng's dantian swayed, and his energy exploded, gathering on his right hand.

The two fingers of the leaf in the middle of the leaf are flicked lightly.

Then, something amazing happened, and the fluttering leaves seemed to give life to them, and they flew out with a whoosh, as fast as a streamer.

Brush!

The leaf flew past Montov's neck, and he felt a slight pain in his neck, as if there was liquid flowing out.

He touched it with his hand, and it was slimy, and he actually touched the blood of his hand.

The next moment, he immediately took out his mobile phone, and the camera shone towards his neck, and he saw an inch-long wound.

Montov's expression suddenly became frightened, and he looked at Ye Feng, as if looking at a devil!

He clearly saw just now that the leaf that popped out of Ye Feng's hand flew out grazing his neck.

In other words, this wound on the neck was caused by Ye Feng with leaves!

A light, weightless leaf, in his hand, was like a sharp blade.

This, how can Montov, a North Russian, not be shocked?!

However, he didn't know that Sharapova behind him was still more shocked than him at the moment.

Because after the leaf cut his neck, it didn't stop, but it was still like a streamer, grazing Sharapova's cheek and cutting off a strand of her hair!

Sharapova held the strand of broken hair, and her delicate body trembled violently.

Once, my grandfather, who was a great Chinese, once told her the story that cultivators can hurt people when they pick flowers and fly leaves.

Originally, she had always thought that this was a legend, but now, it happened alive in front of her eyes.

Ye Feng plucked a leaf, cut a wound on Montov's erect neck, and cut off a strand of her hair!

This means, from the legend!

It's amazing!

Sharapova looked at Ye Feng, her mouth was wide open, and she could almost stuff a goose egg into it.

Montov's expression was the same.

Seeing that the two of them were stupid by their own hands, Ye Feng secretly said in his heart that foreigners had little knowledge.

This hand of flying flowers and picking leaves hurts people, it looks very mysterious, in fact, any martial artist above the Xuan rank, as long as the internal strength is deep to a certain extent, can do it.

For him Ye Feng, it was nothing.

Once, he had seen with his own eyes that the master used five drops of water to kill five earth-level masters!

Master's hand is countless times smarter than his hand.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Montov, I accidentally hurt you."

Ye Feng stepped forward, looked at the stunned Montov, and said embarrassedly.

Montov recovered from the shock, took a deep look at Ye Feng, and hurriedly said, "It's just a small wound, and for us Agent KGMO, it's not an injury at all. But Mr. Ye's hand really scared me. ”

"How did a light and fluttering leaf, in Mr. Ye's hands, become as sharp as a blade?"

"Hehe, it's okay."

Ye Feng did not answer Montov's question, but looked at Sharapova and said, "Miss Sarah, I am offended, please bear with me." ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Sharapova looked at Ye Feng, her beautiful big eyes were full of little stars, this is the legend in her grandfather's mouth.

This is the cultivator she has admired since she was a child.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion now, she would have wanted to rush forward and ask Ye Feng for an autograph.

"Mr. Montov, I don't know if I have passed your test, shall we still have a hand in hand?" Ye Feng looked at Montov again and asked lightly.

"No, no, no."

Montov was sweating profusely, this is better than a fart, people can kill him with leaves!

He didn't want to die in a foreign country.